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Caught off guard, and frankly quite freaked out, Norah acted on instinct and pulled her gun. "Don't move!" She said, trying to remain calm. He seemed caught off guard and didn't move, looking at her as if she had three heads. "Good" she said. "Now where the hell am I?"

The man smirked at this, showing off some gold teeth, Weird,and said "Luv, you're on the Black Pearl."

"Dude, it's obvious that you like the movie" Norah said, "but seriously, where am I?"

Jack just looked at her bewildered. "Er...The Black Pearl...and what the bloody hell is a movie?"

It took some time, but eventually Norah accepted that she was not in the 21st century anymore. She apparently was in the 1600's and was feeling am mixture of freaked out and pissed. She had been rambling on for a half an hour on her current situation.

"... and why of all time periods the 1600's? Why not the 1970's? But noooooo, I get stuck in the century where women have no rights. Great, just great. OH GOD! Now my cell won't work and my iPod, my poor iPod! There's no outlet around here so I obviously can't charge it, and I DON'T WANT TO WEAR A CORSET!"

"WILL YOU SHUT UP WOMAN!" yelled Jack. He had grown quite tired of hearing things he did not understand, and he still had a hangover from the previous evening. Norah shut up, but sent Jack an angry glare. "Thank you" he said, "Now luv, when you somehow magically appeared on my ship, you brought sort of a bag type thing with you. Ye still wan' it?" He asked, holding up the backpack that Norah had packed her clothes in for her trip.

Instantly her face lit up and she lunged for the bag. She opened it up and was delighted to still see everything in working order.

"Ok good then" said Jack, "the crew's eating at the moment, ye wan' something to eat?"

"Oh no I'm fine. I had a soy latte this morning, so I am good to go" Sarah was still in a good mood after finding her clothes, so passed up this opportunity to argue.

"...ok then... We can drop ye off at the next port, and in the meantime you can stay with me in me cabin." Jack explained with a smirk on his face.

"Hahaha, nice try Jack, but that's not gonna happen."

"Its Captain Jack t' ye. Now ye can either stay with me or the crew. We have no extra rooms, and me crews not as gentlemanly as I am."

Weighing her options in her mind, she saw that the best option would be to sleep in Jack's room, but keep an eye out.

"OK fine you have a deal" She said. Jack then led her around the boat, and showed her every crack and corner on it. Finally they reached the captains cabin. It was a fairly large room with wood furniture, and white sheets and comforter on the bed.

"Nice space you've got here." Norah said. "Now I'm kind of beat from the day of looking at wood and such, so if you don't mind I'm just going to crash."

"Say again luv?"

Norah tried again. "Ok, I'm tired from the tour of your ship. Would you mind if I took a nap in your cabin?... Better?"

"Much, and go right ahead luv." Jack said.

Norah smiled and literally dived into the bed. Jack left the room and went back to steer his ship, which had been navigated by Annamaria. As he was steering he started to think about the woman now sleeping in his bed. She seemed tough, but also seemed a free spirit. He hadn't been able to find out much about her, because she seemed to preoccupied to tell him about herself. He had the feeling that, though calm on the outside she was an explosion of feelings on the inside.

A few hours had passed in which Jack was lost in his thoughts. It would have been more if Gibbs hadn't run up to him screaming his head off about witches.

"Gibbs! What the bloody hell are you talking about!" Jack screamed.

"That woman who came aboard is a witch Captain!" said Gibbs fearfully.

"I can assure you she is not."

"Then what is she doing in your cabin?"

"MY CABIN! MY RUM IS IN ME CABIN" Jack yelled, and ran as fast as he could to see what damage had been done.